It takes you a minute, but you snap back to your thoughts, a toothless grin on you face, "'Ey, Carmon, 'ow's it goin'?" You finally manage to say, rubbing the back of your suddenly hot neck.
"It's goin' great! How about you, luv?"
Something about her comment sends butterflies to your stomach.
"O-oh, I've b'en doin' jus' fine." You find it very hard to look directly at her.
"That's great! So, hows the music business goin'?" She leans against your table, a bit a cleavage coming in to view.
'Oh, heaven help me.' You think, using all your will power to look away, whatever heat was at your neck has now spread to your face, "I's goin' jus' fine, jus' takin' a break wiff Noodle for da summeh." You let out whatever breath you were holding.
"Oh?" Carmon leans over even more (Sweet Satan!) to get a better look at the guitarist.
Noodle looks up, a slight glare on her face as she examines the woman before her.
"Noodle, luv, this is my old friend Carmon." You introduce the girl. Noodle continued to stare in disapproval at the young woman.
"Go way." She shoos her away with a few flicks on the wrist. Carmon giggles,
"Oh, Stuart, she's a doll!" She ruffles Noodle's hair.
"Nani? Watashi wa ningyōde wa nai yo! Watashi wa mendesu! Ima hanarete iku!" Noodle chirps angerly. You aren't quite sure what she just said or why she's angry, but you pat her head anyway.
"Noodle an' I were here ta ge' ice cream."
"Anata ga aisukurīmu o motteinai kagiri wa i, ima, hanarete iku! Imasugu!" Noodle stands up on her seat to seem bigger than Carmon. Her plan is soon flawed as she looses her balance and tumbles forward into your lap. You catch her by the back of her jacket and stand her up.
"Whew. Be a bit mo'e careful, luv." You seat her beside you once more and turn your attention back to Carmon.
"So, how long are you two in town?" She asks, leaning against the table again. Damn, you did not remember those boobs- You mean boob- YOU MEAN FRECKLES! You do not remember those freckles being on her boobs- FACE! You mean, face!
"Stuart?" You're snapped back to your thoughts when a delicate hand is waved before your face.
"Huh? S'rry...was't payin' attention..." You blush, folding your hands.
"It's alright. I asked how long you two were gonna be in town." She giggles as you stumble over your answer.
"Well, um, we'e stayin' all summeh, so...uh...'ow long is tha', Noodle?" You turn to the child beside you. She counts expertly on her fingers, a skill she was quite proud of, before holding up two fingers.
"Two months." You confirm.
"Wonderful, because I was wonderin' if you wanted to...maybe get a few drinks sometime..." Your blush is now transferred to Carmon as she twirls her beautiful locks around her slim fingers. You stare at those delicate hands before an answer is provided for you.
"NO!" Noodle slams her fists down on the table.
"Uh, sorry, luv, I was askin' 2-"
"No! Toochi-san hang out with me!"
"Luv, it'll just be for a few-"
"NO! NO DATE!" Noodle is fuming now.
"Noodle, we can still 'ang out." You offer her a smile. The child is about to protest when her ice cream arrives.
"Bubble gum for Noodle and chocolate for Stuart." Mrs. Gelato confirms, setting the treats before you two.
"Thank you."
"Arigatō." Noodle sticks her spoon in her ice cream and begins to eat large spoonfuls of the cold food. You suddenly aren't at all interested and would much rather talk to Carmon.
She seats herself across from you, her foot accidentally nudging your leg. Your blush is back on your face and you absent-mindedly rub the back of your neck.
"Sorry about that." She crosses her legs.
"I's alright...uh...ice cream?" You offer your own cup to her. She accepts it with a smile,
"Why, thank you, Stuart." She takes a spoonful of the ice cream, putting it between her lips. The dark chocolate melts around her beautiful lips, creating a scene so majestic, a grown man such as yourself would cry tears of utter awe.
"Toochi-san." Noodle kicks your shin.
"H-huh? What?"
"All done. Home now?" She asks, rubbing her eyes. You look back at Carmon who has already finished her ice cream.
"So, uh... date huh?" You confirm the plan.
"Tomorrow at eight?"
"Sure."
"Great."
"Wonderful."
"It was real nice seeing you again, Stuart." Carmon leans, planting a sweet kiss to your cheek
"Toochi-san! Home now!" Noodle stomps her foot.
"Yes, yes, we're going...we're going..." You sigh, touching your cheek softly.
Tomorrow at eight. Right. This should be fun...